It was the same snake that had
nearly caught the bumble bee.
"Say!" cried the snake, quite angry like, to the pussy cat, "I wish you
would get away from here! You are always spoiling my plans. I thought I
was going to have a nice rabbit dinner, and now look at what you have
done," and that snake was so angry that he hissed like a boiling
teakettle.
"I will never let you eat up Uncle Wiggily!" cried the pussy. "Now look
out for yourself, Mr. Snake!" and with that the pussy made his back round
like a hoop, and he swelled up his tail like a bologna sausage, and he
showed his teeth and claws to the snake, and that snake popped down the
hole again very quickly, I can tell you, taking his tail with him. Oh, my,
yes, and a bucket of sawdust soup besides.
"I thank you very much for telling me about that snake, little pussy cat,"
said Uncle Wiggily. "Well, I am disappointed about my fortune again. I
shall never be rich I fear. But I almost forgot that I have some fine
honey sandwiches and I will give you some, for you must be hungry. I know
I am."
"I am, too," said the pussy. So Uncle Wiggily opened his valise and took
out the honey sandwiches which the bee had given him, but when he went to
eat them he found that the bee had forgotten to butter the bread.
"Oh, that is too bad!" cried the pussy, when Uncle Wiggily spoke of it.
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